Messer Chups, the Vincent Vega effect

Oh Oh Oh!!!

No it’s not Santa… It’s Mr Oleg Gitarkin, Zombierella and Dr Boris and the urge you felt afterwards, it’s the Vincent Vega effect…

[press play popcorn revenge]

It’s you driving a Cadillac, along an endless road. The acid is poppin in, you’re eyes are trippin’ and you are losing it.

Bam!

You’re surrounded by zombie eaters dressed in lingerie, dancing like they’re born to hula, trembling like a trio convulsant.

The dogs are talking, mumbling rockets, fishnet walking… A never ending saga of twisted dance of broken knees, fulfilled by the one and only Mr Jack R. Slim.

Capow!

Now the dream is gone, shot off, all squashed flat…

You’re one of us!!!